Posts Tagged ‘Faery’

Still Blooming!

It was minus 15 degrees Fahrenheit here last week, but on this afternoon’s walk through the yard, I noticed these little beauties still blooming strong:

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Faery magic is alive and well in this yard! What’s really weird is that the hot pink hat, flower pin and scarf I felt oddly inspired to wear today match the primrose. Someone’s having a Midwinter giggle, scattering beauty across the frozen ground.

We Tied the Celtic Knot on Yule

Some of you already knew and maybe some of you wondered: David and I tied the Celtic knot on Yule. Literally: our rings are from Dublin.

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Since we began our relationship as housemates, we have never not lived together, but a series of both subtle and not-so-sublte synchronicities recently revealed to us the time, manner and place of our sacred union.

We wanted our ceremony completely private, just between us, and I am not a wedding kind of gal. I’ve often said, “The only way I would have a wedding would be on Halloween so that everyone’s in costume, obviously reflecting their respective roles.” All true, but we wanted more than a courthouse experience to sanctify our marriage. Heaven, Earth and especially the Faery Realm aligned. It just so happened that we got married at midweek, at dusk, on Winter Solstice, by a hearth, as close as possible to the Indiana-Michigan state line, in a very Faery, highly liminal ceremony led by a fellow Reiki Master Teacher and her lovely daughter (also a Reiki Master Teacher).

In case we needed anymore sync winks, Continue reading

Faery Photos and Tree Love

I’ve been digging through old photo files looking for Nature based background images for a new website. In the midst of a seriously unorganized melange of pics from 2009-2012, I found these particularly Fae ones honoring all the work I do with trees, faeries and faery portals.

Speaking of portals … it’s 11/11. The space between thought and manifestation is particularly thin today. Make a wish! I wish for more trees. 😉

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Laura tree

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Do you believe in Magic?

Thanks to Mitch for this one, which won’t float everybody’s boat, but those whose boat it does float will enjoy the bubbling joy and love! Kevin Tomlinson’s documentary of the 2014 Fairy and Human Relations Congress:

Click here to view on vimeo.

Mini Vacation ~ The Fair, The Food, The Feast and Bloomington with Ann Kreilkamp

David had some vacation time giving us a long weekend from Thursday evening through Sunday, so we took the chance to play in Goshen, Mishawaka and on a little road trip to Bloomington. Fun times, indeed! Here were some of the highlights, beginning with the Elkhart County 4H Fair (David gets free passes from work, so we usually go for one short evening each year). Most people go to the Fair for food and fun. We go for the portal doors and fairy houses:

Elkhart County Fair

We walked around, visited some goats and gave much needed Reiki to the magnificent stallions kept in barely large enough pens for show. 😦 That part was very sad, but the horses always enjoy and appreciate Reiki at the Fair, so I make it a point to stop by and offer calm and healing to them whenever we go there. On a lighter note, we looked through the hall of crafts made by young people. We agreed upon this year’s favorite cake:

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I spent Friday shin deep in basil, prepping pesto for Saturday’s Lammas/Lughnasadh feast in the GANG Garden at Ann Kreilkamp’s Bloomington ecopod:

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Since this is the first harvest celebration on the Wheel of the Year, I made foods featuring as much garden produce as I could. Instead of quinoa pasta for the pesto, I opted for spiralized patty pan squash “raw pasta.” The patty pan squash pictured below fit perfectly into our spiralizer, just trimming off the top and bottom. Others needed extra cutting around the knobs in order to fit. On the whole, though, I found the patty pan squash far preferable to spiralized zucchini, in ease, texture and color. This variety will no doubt become a new regular in our garden:

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I also harvested cucumbers to cut right before the feast and mix with our friend Sunny’s kimchee blend. She serves cucumber kimchee at her restaurant, and we love it!

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I ended up bringing lots of p’s and “cu”‘s: pickles, pesto, pasta, and cucumbers. Mmmm …

Friday evening we met a friend in Mishawaka, then got an early start for Bloomington on Saturday morning. Attempting to streamline hotel choices, I had looked up “vegan bed and breakfasts” in Bloomington, figuring they, of all places, might have one. Indeed, they do! Well, it’s gluten-free vegan friendly and run by vegetarians who appreciate organic food. The quaint little Persimmon Inn is right in downtown Bloomington and ended up being one of the least expensive of the nicer reviewed hotel options online.

The Persimmon Inn

The Persimmon Inn

We loved all the woodwork, from the entry piece proclaiming “Blessings of Good Health” to a huge, carved chair, to unique wall pieces in the breakfast nook. We rented the “Dogwood Room,” their smallest room, since we only intended to crash there, having pretty much nonstop plans during our time in Bloomington. It was small, but very cute and clean, with a nice bathroom and vintage details, perfect for our needs on this trip. If we had intended to spend more time in the actual room, we might have opted for the “Paw Paw” or another, larger “tree” room:

Dogwood Room at Persimmon Inn

Dogwood Room at Persimmon Inn

It was so lovely to find organic kiwi, blueberries and mango, almond milk, gluten-free oatmeal, rooibos tea, and other organic and vegan yummies at breakfast! Sue, one of the owners, told us that normally they’d have fresh gluten-free vegan pastries from the corner bakery; however, it happened to be closed on this particular visit. Nonetheless, it felt like a treat to have a variety of clearly marked options amidst the more usual breakfast fare. Paul and Sue feel it’s worth the extra expense to serve fresh, organic and special-diet friendly foods and beverages to their guests. We certainly appreciated it!

After checking in, David and I explored downtown Bloomington for awhile before heading over to Ann’s for a tour and prep for our little Wheel of the Year ceremony. We found a metaphysical shop (sorry, I forget which one!), where a particular Tarot deck caught my eye and continued to draw be back to it from different parts of the store. “Tarot De Las Luces Encantadas,” it said, and I thought, “Wow, I might need to brush up on my Spanish lessons, but I seriously doubt Pimsleur covers Tarot terms! I can say, ‘¿Donde esta el bano?,’ but that’s hardly preparation for a Spanish Tarot deck!” And yet … everywhere else I went in the store, I kept coming back to this one, specific deck.

I finally picked it up, and when I turned it over, the other side said in English, “Fairy Lights Tarot.” Well, then, that explained it! I bought the deck and the dragonfly bag it wanted to live in. I played around with the cards last night and decided this is my new, very, very favorite deck ever:

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Feeling very faery, I continued to wander around with David, who snapped this photo that encapsulates the “blooming” in Bloomington:

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By then, we needed to hustle over to Ann‘s for our much anticipated GANG Garden tour and to prepare for the ritual I was apparently leading. LOL! Good thing I keep my mini Pagan Cats Tarot cards on hand for quickie altars. The Aces do a wonderful job anchoring the directions, and I love using the potent symbolism of Tarot to represent whatever energies of the Season we wish to celebrate and/or invoke. In this case, I opted for the Sun card on one side of the bouquet and the Nine of Pentacles on the other — a celebration of Light and the Earth’s bountiful harvest. We added the beeswax Venus de Willendorf I’d just gifted Ann — homemade in Elkhart County — along with an altar cloth from Peru, a Goddess from Crete, a crystal from Ann’s late husband, Jeff, some candles and magical sound makers for creating sacred and meditative space.

Lammas Altar

We held the ceremony in the GANG Garden — an amazingly productive, verdant community space Ann and others have created for their neighborhood. Since this point of the year emphasizes harvest, as part of the ceremony, I asked each person to share, briefly, about seeds they had planted (perhaps long ago) that they’ve recently begun to harvest, either physically or metaphorically. Some people shared that for them, they felt they were Fall sowing their own seeds while appreciating what others have sown before them. Others shared some challenges amidst the gratitude. Ann and I both celebrated the community we’ve sown in our respective places and how Goshen and Bloomington communities have now ritually joined. They also joined with gifts — me giving Ann the Venus of Willendorf, and Ann gifting me a “Dahlia” garden statue. It’s a life-sized whirligig she found on a super sale, so we have matching Dahlias and matching Venus’s.

After the short ceremony, we gathered and joined with others for a first harvest potluck. Look at this amazing spread of fresh food!

The spread

We so enjoyed exploring all the in process projects happening at the ecopod, from hugelkultur beds to pathways to creative indoor renovations and community spaces. Even more, though, we loved connecting with Ann and her tribe. What a diverse array of ages, ethnicities, interests and talents! Children through grandparents attended, along with people visiting from overseas. All were welcomed, and everyone brought something valuable to share — their stories, their food, their experiences. At Ann’s and other guests’ encouragement, David and I followed the gathering by doing a “quintessential” Bloomington thing of attending an art showing, which was musically accompanied by the multi-talented young farmer who also made us a bottle of cherry mead. We then explored a bit more of downtown Bloomington before heading to bed and beginning anew the following day, when Ann had arranged for us to meet with her son, Colin Cudmore, inventor of international award winning Garden Tower Project.

We met with Colin at his warehouse and got to look at his (truly!) ingenious designs for not only the Generation 2 Garden Tower Project, which we brought home for assembly, but also for a high end 80-gallon garden composter and greenhouse prototypes for covering, shading and/or protecting the Garden Towers from cold and other elements. David kept saying how much he appreciates that Colin “overbuilds everything,” noting the quality of materials, design and craftsmanship. We spoke of Will Allen, who has consulted with Colin on making some of his projects even more efficient and beneficial, but generally, Ann, David and I just marveled at Colin’s genius. Seriously, he’s got it going on! We left with not only a Gen 2 Garden Tower for the yard of the Blue House, but also Colin’s gift of just the right soil mixture to fill it. I feel immense gratitude to Colin, not only for his generosity to us, but also to the planet. His dedication to finding ways to help people of all classes, abilities, sizes and locations to feed themselves and their communities is both humbling and inspiring.

Laura Bruno, Colin Cudmore, and Ann Kreilkamp at the Garden Tower Project warehouse

Laura Bruno, Colin Cudmore, and Ann Kreilkamp at the Garden Tower Project warehouse

I’ll leave you with a final photo that pretty much epitomizes Ann’s and my time together — connecting on many levels at once from the very spiritual, right down to the most practical, grounded and physical realities, laughing all the way:

Laura Bruno and Ann Kreilkamp

Laura Bruno and Ann Kreilkamp

Thanks to Ann and everyone in Bloomington for your hospitality and friendship, and thanks to David for all of the clearly focused photos (the others are mine, LOL!), for driving and for taking the time for the lovely little road trips, near and slightly farther away. ♥

Ryan Stone ~ The Secret Lives of Elves and Faeries: The Truth behind the Story of Rev Robert Kirk

Thanks to Anthony for forwarding the link to this Ancient Origins article! As I told him, I own both John Matthews’ book, The Sidhe, and the Reverend Robert Kirk “official” book, The Secret Commonwealth of Elves, Fauns, and Faeries. This article explores additional letters and stories that seem to indicate what many of us already suspected — namely, Rev. Kirk’s “myths and legends” recorded his actual experiences.

Fairies in the News

It always warms my heart when mainstream media redeems itself by reporting on the Fae. Indeed, both The Guardian and the BBC have given real coverage to a high controversy in Wayford Woods:

“Trustees say cherished elfin estate of up to 200 front doors, in Wayford woods, Crewkerne, is gobbling up too many tree trunks – and the spritely speculation must be hobbled.”

No, this is not a spoof but an actual debate about the pro’s and con’s of limiting the over-development of an elfin forest. Living in a home in which we are fast approaching the manifest destiny of portal doors, I completely understand the dilemma. After my next door arrives on March 28th, I really will need to make some adjustments, perhaps switching only to canvases lining our stairwell, since, alas, too many faery doors really can overwhelm a space! You can read two delightful, yet serious viewpoints on the doors of Wayford Woods by clicking the following titles, both from the Guardian:

Fairies’ woodland homes face planning control

Don’t do away with the fairies: we need to relearn our sense of the magical

Meanwhile, a bit closer to home, I have this faery news to report:

It’s official. Leprechauns are terrific cobblers. I mail ordered a pair of boots that arrived in January, but much to my disappointment, they were so uncomfortable on my left foot that I could barely walk for days after wearing them only a few minutes. I loved the boots (very faery and, in theory, great for snowy woods walks), but I just couldn’t wear them long enough to break them in. I tried multiple shoe inserts — gel, foam, arch support, ball support — yet the pain remained. Determined to keep these boots, I asked the faeries for help. They told me to ask a leprechaun for help, because “leprechauns are good cobblers.” I hadn’t heard this before, but upon research discovered that, yes, indeed, leprechauns have a reputation for fixing shoes! They also like to make deals (this I already knew).

True story here: a leprechaun appeared and offered to fix my boots — for a price. I asked the price, and it was an airline bottle of Irish Whiskey and seven quartz crystals. I had the crystals and left them outside, but I needed to procure some whiskey. Hey, I was desperate! David and I ran some errands in Mishawaka, and I explained my dilemma to him just as we happened to drive by a liquor store. He humored me, and we asked the clerk if he had any airline sized bottles of Irish Whiskey.

“Is Jameson alright?” he asked.

“I don’t know,” I said, looking at David. “Is Jamison ‘Irish Whiskey’?” at which point David nodded, then winked at the clerk and announced, “She’s buying it for a leprechaun!”

The clerk cracked up, and so did David, but for different reasons — the clerk because he thought it was a joke; David because he knew it wasn’t.

I got carded buying Jameson for a leprechaun!

When we got home, I placed the bottle between my boots, and the magical cobbler indicated it would take two nights. I had already placed the seven crystals outside. I left my boots alone for three nights, just in case, and I put a coin under the whiskey bottle as a tip. In all honesty, I must report that when I tried the boots on again, they no longer hurt my foot. In fact, they felt springy, and I wear them all around town now. They were fabulous for frolicking in huge snow drifts, and they make wearing skirts fun even on cold, windy days. I don’t know what the leprechaun did, but I would have to endorse his skill. In the event you ever fall in love with a pair of shoes that you simply cannot comfortably wear, you might want to inquire after leprechaun services. These boots feel extra magical now, like they squirt out pixie dust wherever I walk, and truly, I tell you, nothing else worked.

Leprechaun cobbled boots

Leprechaun cobbled boots

In even more personal news, I’ve been spending a lot of time inside with the magical portal doors, reading about faeries, the Feri Tradition, researching my novel, planning this year’s flowers, and doing this month’s special, “The Faeries’ Dream.” I snapped this photo of myself the other day, since my sweet Tania Marie had wanted to see what was going on with my crazy hair these days. I know people think I look like a faery, but this photo really caught me off guard:

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Apparently, we really do become those with whom we associate.